Your inbred attempt at a cruel bon mot betrays your true heart of darkness; but your brutal style rather resembles that of one who speaks English as a third language, my Joevial Comrad.
Yea, let us parry about the checkered board with King Homer and Queen Marge and Naive Bart. I shall lull you into subservient, rub-my-doggy-belly capitulation by reciting treatise upon treatise on inductive method and the Bridges of Königsberg County.
Yeah, let my call undulate over smoove Wave Hill and 'neath the yellow-And I'll consistently steal your turn in Super Mario Brothers 3. That goes for all of you, my friends.
trained Sunset Park.
I'm freshah than U.S. Acres and fierceah than the razor-
My babe's a chess instructah; she say I ain't undercuted.
(Yeah) My primacy in ajedrez is heavyweight — and still undisputed.